At this time, the drums of the show sounded, and all the male guests stood up excitedly and crowded to the edge of the stage with beers.

Several black-skinned Kunlun slaves danced and beat a few percussion instruments similar to the war drums of Middle-earth.

The dense drumbeat was like a galloping horse, and like a surging wave, which made the listener's calm blood boil instantly.

The Canaanite dancers appeared, and the shaking of their bellies, waists, and buttocks was like floating sand flowing in the desert, and they could also pose like long snakes stretching.

It's really amorous, incomparably bewitching.

A few dancers saw us Orientals standing on the side of the stage, and they came to us with soft dance steps.

The plump pancreatic belly can be seen at a glance, the melodious waist bell, and the faint smell of vanilla make people intoxicated.

From this, I can conclude that the prototypes of those flying fairies playing the pipa in the Mogao Grottoes of Dunhuang Shazhou are probably these dancers from the hometown of the pharaoh.

Qin Chong couldn't hold it out, so he wanted to touch the beautiful belly of the girl, but the dancing girl on the stage giggled and dodged away.

At this time, the spectators in the audience had all kinds of ambiguous and crazy laughter, flirting and clinking glasses.

It seems that the Romans left the city with this extravagant entertainment in addition to the stone baths.

In the doctrine of Zoroastrianism, although it advocates abstinence, it also allows believers to have lovers, sing and dance, enjoy the present life, and place blessings on the afterlife.

This method of cultivation is very much in line with the taste of all living beings in the red dust

It is no wonder that in just a few decades, Manichaeism, which had taken root here for hundreds of years and advocated asceticism, was completely squeezed out of the city of Herat.

After the wild singing and dancing, the owner of the wine shop began to lead each dancing girl to the front of the stage, shouting loudly and gesturing something, and the guests drinking in the audience also raised their hands in response.

In the end, there was always a winner, who rushed forward happily and hugged the beautiful dancer off the stage, including many old men with white hair.

"Duo'er, what are they doing here?"

Several of us guys were "dumb" who couldn't understand half of Persian, so we could only lick our faces and ask Gulandau for advice.

"Brother, let's go, this place can't stay any longer!"

Gulandot drank the beer in his glass, picked up his linen turban and ran out of the lobby of the wine store.

I hurriedly pulled Qin Chong, Sha Mihan, and Liu Zhen'er, who were already intoxicated, out of the spring dream, and hurried to the street regardless of the lingering retention of the welcome Meiji.

On this trip to the west, Gulanduo is my first object of protection, if I lose this little sister, Qingfengze's hometown will have no face to go back in this life.

"Gulando, have a good time, why are you playing with the baby's temper again! I told you not to come, you had to follow! ”

I was drinking and playing, and I was all disturbed by the gruto at once, and I couldn't vent my frustration.

"I really don't know why you men enter the liquor store if you don't follow along, haha! I think all the restaurants in the world are the same as our breeze! Brothers, do you know what kind of business is going on inside? ”

Gurandot was not angry at all, but laughed madly.

"What kind of business? It won't be buying a daughter-in-law, right? Qin Chong's mouth was big, I was guessing eight or nine, but he collapsed without thinking.

"We're auctioning off each dancer's right to stay overnight tonight, and whoever bids the highest price wins! If I don't come out again, I'm really worried that the store will pull me up to the auction too! ”

As soon as Gulando's words were finished, Shamihan, who had just been laughing happily, suddenly turned pale, and took off his mount from the stake of his horse, and then galloped away alone.

The speaker was unintentional, but it sounded intentional, and Gulando forgot that the old man's wife, Sister Yinglanlil, was also the dancing girl of my inn.

After the old man left, everyone reacted, and Gulanduo grimaced knowing that he was wrong, took the reins I handed him, and turned over and chased Shamihan.

At night, the city of Herat is shrouded in mist, and the smell of flowers and grass from the oasis outside the city is intoxicating.

I suddenly remembered my wife Kurina, who was far away in Qingfengze's homeland, and she must be missing me on such a summer night!

We can't stay here for long, or we will all fall, and the compassionate Buddha will not be able to save us.

On the second day, we began to prepare for another journey, and went to the Persian bazaar to buy a lot of naan and dried fruits that could be stored for a long time, as well as skins that could be stored in water.

According to our experience of crossing the Huanglong Sand Sea to the eastern soil, the preparation of drinking water, dry food, and fodder for people and livestock on a trip to the desert should be sufficient for at least ten days.

In addition, I am ready to hire an experienced Persian guide to accompany us.

Although there is already Qingluan, the "ear of the wind" and "clairvoyance", the desert of Persia does not want to be as vast and barren as the Huanglong Sand Sea in the Western Regions, and there are intermittent oases along the way.

But after all, it is a dangerous road that none of us have ever walked, and there is no room for negligence.

Returning in the afternoon, we were busy in the courtyard of the inn, sorting our purchases into leather bags and breathable linen bags.

Liu Zhen'er and Sha Mihan pulled a piece of cowhide that had been nitrated, cut it into long strips, wrapped a few strands of flax, and kneaded it into a strong and durable leather rope for use on the way.

Gulandot washed all the dirty laundry we had accumulated, and dried it all over the courtyard.

After Langton and Big Brother Hesrul checked the iron palms of all the horses, they were busy sorting out and reinforcing each feather arrow with Qin Chong.

Persia is no match for the eastern and western regions, and shops selling feathered arrows, bows and crossbows are everywhere.

Once the hundreds of feather arrows we brought were used up, there was no supply, so every feather arrow had to be doubled to be cherished.

In the place of Glando, I marked the whole city of Herat and its beyond, shops, gates, passes, and so on.

We have now run out of white silk for such scrolls, and I am really afraid that the whole of Rome will not be enough silk cloth for our drawings.

At this time, the shopkeeper came running in a panic, saying that there were several Zoroastrian priests outside the city who wanted to see me, and it was useless to persuade them.

As he was talking, several Persian men with flame-adorned shirts and thick sackcloth and thick beards strode in.

"Gurandot, what are they doing here?" I didn't come back to my senses, and quickly called out to Gulando.

"They recognize you as a messenger of light sent by the sun god Mazda, and ask for your salvation!"

When Gulando, when he saw these Persian men coming straight to me, he quickly put down his work, shouted to stop the others, and trotted to my side to act as a temporary interpreter.

"Tell them that we are either some messenger gods, or passing merchants from the East on our way to Rome!"

After listening to Gulando's translation, I hurriedly got up and tried to help the leader kneeling in front, but the Persian brother looked at me with reverent eyes, and his tone was hurried, and he didn't want to get up.

"The Persian's name was Leandar, and they were Zoroastrian priests from several tribes outside Herat. He said that the messenger of light of the god Mazda was never appointed by the master, but by the will of the gods! We come from the rich and fair East, and that is the Lightbringer! He begs you to take them to the Han Kingdom of the East, to preach, to find the spark of light! ”

The translator relayed this, and Gurandot looked at me and couldn't help but smile.

"Brother, you're in trouble! These Persians are straight-headed! ”

She gloated and added that Qin Chong and Sha Mihan were completely forced to hold back the smile in their stomachs.

"Please don't mock my compatriots, they have a hard time to do this!"

Brother Langton, who was a Persian, was very unhappy with our neglect, and tried to persuade the priests to pull them up.

"I'm really not a messenger, ask them why they are willing to leave their homes and businesses to go to Dongtu, and tell them that there are famines, wars, plagues, injustices and bullying in the Han Kingdom of Dongtu, not what they imagined!"

I'm really a little confused, how can I explain it to these Fire Zoroastrians?

After listening to the Persian translation of the Qulando, Leandar looked at me again and made an impassioned speech.

"Brother, he said that the bishop priest of Herat is a selfish fellow who accepts alms from their low-level disciples and collects heavy taxes on them, the peasants! Living a rich and luxurious life in the city with a group of high-ranking priests, but ignoring the lives and deaths of their believers, they are not worthy to be messengers of the god Mazda, they want to find the true God! And all the peasants believed that the true God was in the East, because those who returned from the East were happy and rich, just as the god Mazda had promised! ”

Gu Landuo's translation reminded me of the relationship between the clan lords and the villagers who depended on them in the southern part of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Persian Sect in front of me.

I also know that once a believer of a sect like theirs has made up their minds and is hard-hearted, ten oxen will not be able to pull it back, just like the monk of the poisonous country we met in the Wakhan snowfield.

"Tell him this, if they are willing to preach in the East, I will give them a hundred gold for their passage, and when I return from Rome, I will go to the East to join them, and ask them if they are willing."

Hearing this, Gurandot's eyes widened in surprise, thinking that I was joking, but he translated it word for word.

After listening to Gulando's relay, Leandar and the others saluted me with solemn expressions, arranged their coarse clothes and beards, and officially regarded me as their helper's eldest brother.

"Young master, if you continue to give charity like this, we will beg for food and return to Khotan in the future!"

Qin Chong was most annoyed by my charity on the way, and the two hundred Persian gold coins he had just obtained from selling silk in the bazaar in the morning were half of his charity at once.

"What do you think I'm going to do to get them to leave? Ferry others and yourself, if you can help them, you can help them! I spread my hands and smiled helplessly.

This time, Brother Langton was very active, and after listening to my promise, he got up and went into the house, and when he came out, he had an extra pouch full of gold coins.

"Brother, Leandal asked you where you will join you in the future, and what else do you command?" Gulandor asked, turning his head.

"In Yancheng in the country of Qiuzi, the subjects and people there are very tolerant of all kinds of sects, and they can get the alms they need to live. In addition, I must not tell the other Zoroastrian about today's almsgiving, otherwise I will be finished, and I will ask them to swear in the name of the true God of Mazda! I thought for a moment and then replied.

After hearing this, Leandar really led the five people who came with him to face the direction of the sun, raised their hands and made a life and death promise to the sky.

Then I gave each of them a warm hug like a brother, and sent the poor priests out of the inn.

"Young master, after having this gold, do you really think they will go to the country of Qiuzi!"

After Leandar walked, Liu Zhener expressed doubts.

"Sincerely give, don't ask him! If they can go to the East to preach, that is my brother, and I will definitely go to them in the future. If they open their eyes to money and break their oath, it is also their sin, and it has nothing to do with me from now on! ”

I am very relieved, money is like a cloud with me, and I am very similar to my grandfather in this regard.

"Young master, don't worry! As long as one of them is alive, they will definitely be in Yancheng of Qiuzi! ”

Langton was full of trust in his Persian compatriots.